serendipity | kth | completed

chapter 4

"i... i followed you here y/n."

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i feel my body freeze, and so does my brain. the wheels in my head are turning, because i'm trying to figure out the perfect response to finding out that my ex boyfriend had followed me all the way out here and we're just now rekindling.

he left me wondering, thinking, stuck on what he was doing. "taehyung..." i breathe out and feel myself get lightheaded. i stumble a bit before he reaches out to steady me. "are you okay? have you eaten today?" i shake my head and twist hannie's leash around my wrist once more.

his slender fingers are wrapped around my arm and i yank away once i realize it. "you followed me? you were here this whole time and you didn't say anything? and, and you have a whole other woman you're having sex with? i cannot-"

i stumble once again, falling into his grip impulsively. "y/n maybe we should-"

"no. no you don't get to tell me what to do, okay?" i push away from him once more. "you are sick, i-" i trail off for the third time as my eyes begin to well up. "you have another woman who..." my vision blurs, and the next thing i know my body is rushing towards the pavement.

i collide with it, then i'm knocked out.

11:27 pm
" kim taehyung "

i stare at her quietly as she's fast asleep on my couch. i had no choice but to bring her inside my condo as her door was locked, and i couldn't find her keys in her jacket pockets.

i then look over at her keys sitting on my table. maybe i did just use this is an excuse to bring her to my place, but i needed to explain myself when she woke up; hopefully that would be soon.

hannie is on my carpet laying on the ground underneath her. she whimpers every now and then and i can't help but feel sad for her.

i pat the couch, making her head shoot up. "hannie! come here girl!" she only tilts her head before laying it back down on her paws subsequently.

i sigh and stand to my feet, gently nuzzling her head. "you only like your mama huh?" i stand back up and shrug my jacket off of my shoulders as i make my way towards my kitchen. "yeah me too."

i toss the jacket on one of the stools and peel back the refrigerator doors. i grab a can of rootbear and pull the tab back. immediately the soda comes rushing out, fizzing onto my off white sweater. "oh come on." i heave and slam the can down on the counter, looking over at hannie.

"seems like you two have something in common." i shake my head and walk down the hallway towards the laundry room. i pull my shirt over my head and toss it into the washer.

i hear tiny footsteps patter against the floorboards, and then hannie lets out a small bark. i close the door to the washer and quickly return to the living room. i look towards the couch and see there's no y/n, then i slowly look to my right and i see her.

but it's not how i expected her to thank me for bringing her into my home. she's standing in a weak defensive stance with a butter knife in her hand held out towards me. i hold my hands up as she glares at me.

11:35 pm
" han y/n "

my hand clutches the butter knife as i stare at the shirtless tae bear.